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The Shoes I Walk In

These shoes of mine could tell a story if they could talk. And they do, they tell enough, just look at them! Not the whole story, though, that’s what the voice is for, fill in the gaps for what people don’t see. Ah, but that’s where I trip up. My voice doesn’t scream as loudly…
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A Million Images Birthed by A Single Sound

Hypnotizing like a new favorite song a voice comes across the sound waves in our quiet home. For hours at a time we study every word, every tone. Senses heighten to vibrations spurred yet not once have eyes met where our minds travel, not once have hands touched where our souls join. How does a…
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you spoke to me

Eyes down, eyes averted from the truth I took a chance A glance in your direction Then your eyes met mine Me in my red dress You in that captivating charm We couldn’t ignore the electricity that sparked As we longed to embark on a fiery journey It didn’t take much A sly grin as…
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A Birthday Poem

dust settles upon another year, another book of memories of short months and long nights, tears wiped away again and again, hard decisions made and my reflection says: still I remain. now a little stronger, a little wiser, countless lessons learned, and full of appreciation for love gained. thankful for new connections, others dismissed, and…
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Wrapped in Chains

Contemplating her next move the pounding within her chest told her what she already knew: she was nowhere close to break free from the chains wrapped ’round her so tightly. With the escape route blocked; there was no sense in moving for every wriggle tightened the grip. Accepting her fate, another day in this God…
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Forgotten Opportunities

Now featured in NovaBards Anthology 2021 Throughout my time, it’s been seen mistakes are easier to see than beauty. We point out the negative, the faults. They stick out and prevent us from seeing the truth of the matter. I find myself questioning if it is in our nature or how we’ve been taught to…
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Cravings

Like a box of chocolates sitting on the kitchen counter, the ones your doctor says to avoid but you bought them anyway because you deserve a chance to indulge in something sweet and it’s your only way of feeling complete after the rest of your life has been torn from you. You nibble on them…
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A Bleeding Heart

It’s getting late and we’re dying to find out what’s fated us here tonight. You dare to ask what I’ve done, where I’ve been, I’ll tell you more than you’d want to know so let’s start this off slow. The truth can be a dangerous thing; you can’t unhear it once the stories have cleared.…
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Take Two and Call Me In The Morning

I wake to the sound of him pinging my phone. It’s too early for bright-eyed longing stares to the love of my life as my eyes burn from the phone’s bright light. With eyes barely opened, I reach over to tell him “Good morning, my love.” He sends his love in return and I feel…
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A Dream Landscape

Dream of love in lace covering favorite go-to places. Dreams far from anything you’ve ever recognized, all desires realized. Dreams that leave you transformed, molded, leaving you painted in bold colors. Dreams of the most flattering shapes forming a perfect match of colliding lovers in a dream landscape. A divine love operating with mouths agape.…
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